Summary: Harper chooses the wrong person to boast about an invention to. A drabble.

Pairings: Harper/Rommie

Disclaimer: Tribune owns all rights to Andromeda. All I did was borrow it for use in my twisted little tale.

Rating: PG-13

Spoilers: None.

Setting: No particular setting.

Feedback: Please! Praise and constructive criticism welcome. Flames will be employed in the baking of bread.

Archive: Ask first and I'll probably say yes.

Author's Note: Silly shippy fun. What else can I say?

The Handy Harper

By B.L.A. the Mouse

Rommie frowned, turning the device over in her hands. "The Handy Harper?"

"Yup. The premier computer diagnostic multi-tool."

"It sounds more like a masturbatory aide."

"No, the masturbatory aide would be the Handful of Harper, complete with vibrator function and multiple settings, pocket-sized for your personal pleasure!" It was his turn to frown. "Or should that be plus-sized for?"

She contemplated the question briefly. "Think about what that says about you, size-wise."

"Uh. Huh, yeah, okay, maybe—"

"Maybe what?" Rommie set down the Handy Harper and sidled a little closer. "Personally, I prefer the original… here." She gripped him.

"Eep!"

The End